She gripped my arms and whispered to me that she was ready. I slowly withdrew my shaft from her – almost slower than when I penetrated her. Her labi... gripped my penis as I pulled out of her. I didn’t completely pull out. I never let the thick mushroom head of my cock come out of her pussy. I paused again to let her adjust. Her legs were bent at the knees yet stayed somewhat stiff. It was like she was doing her best to stay as still as she could while I drilled deep into her. I pushed it. It felt way too good, but he was damned if he’d not exploit this scenario fully and have her every way he could before finally cumming. He pulled her to her feet. Kissing her passionately on the mouth, before pushing her backwards to land on her bed. She lay on her back as he knelt by the edge of the bed. He raked her chest with his fingers as he kissed his way up her thighs, closer and closer to those inviting pink lips. She grabbed his hair in her delicate fist, desperate for satisfaction. He. He reached over and touched the tiny brown spot, then each nipple in turn. His touch was electric, her nipples were hyper sensitive, and hard as bullets. She could not keep from moaning as the sensation flooded her, it seemed to radiate directly to her clit. Her tone was softer now, telling him to stop, and then they both fell silent as she redid the snaps on her shirt. They arrived at their delivery point shortly after that. The entire truck load went to this customer so it would take about 20. Your addiction had made the decision for you. It had decided that the time for Amy was now. And you were just along for the ride."Of course, babe." You lie. "I'd do anything for you." That might have been true. Although hopefully she never asked for anything crazy like, 'please stop fucking other women Matt'.Karen leaps onto you and locks her arms and legs around you, peppering you with kisses and giggles, whispering about all the ways she's going to 'thank you', for being such a good husband..